Gathering the perfect peice of wood for the fire. It's what we do, gather up stray twigs, raspberry canes, and other stuff, and at the end of the day we burn them. If the weather is good enough we roast hotdogs and marshmellows. It's the icing on the day.
Up to the forest is a swing, hung from one of the tall trees. It's the highlight of those (young and old children) who go up there, swinging high and low. B though it would be interesting to lick the pole. Luckily it was summer so his tongue didn't stick.
The chimney cap spends more time on the ground than on the chimney. Why? B was fascinated with it, we told him it was hat to protect his head when he rad into trees. He tried it out.
The chimney cap spends more time on the ground than on the chimney. Why? B was fascinated with it, we told him it was hat to protect his head when he rad into trees. He tried it out.
Definitely my favorite men on the job. S and P were pondering the next step of the roofing project.
Big kids use the swing up to the forest, little ones at the house.
N-N wanted to help. He latched on to some clippers that were almost bigger than him and tackled a bush. Needless to say, the bush got the better of him. He walked away leaving the clippers behind.
K & P taking a break.
Grandma watching the progress and making sure no one got hurt.
Loaded with tools and supplies, heading up to the forest
C takes a slide break
K is gloved and ready to work, obviously the gloves are a bit big but he didn't care. He was part of the crew.
They didn't fit R any better.
C and K peeking out from the caboose
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